Exposé (Sally Harrington, #1)

by Laura Van Wormer

"That's why I didn't tell you. I knew you wouldn't. And I knew I had only a small window to get through to you, that you had a man in your life. Verity told me that, and I knew you'd be back in Connecticut, and that night we went to the theater and we talked and talked—remember? How we talked about everything that night and how we both knew, we just knew, there was something big going on between us, something that needed to be explored, and I'm not talking about sex—" "But that's what we did, didn't we?" I say, trying to remind myself of reality as I quickly pull myself out of the dream of that first night, for that first night had been magical, there had been a connection between us. We had discovered we were intellectually similar, that our hobbies and tastes and interests were similar, that our disasters in relationships had been similar, too, and that our dedication to work was unhealthy, in ways, and that our moods, that all-or-nothing kind of attitude, was not good...